Xu Haoran felt that his soul was drifting, and he heard his immature voice when he was young: "The apprentice pays homage to the master."
The loud kowtow sounded like yesterday, he saw the man in front of him looking at the young child for a long time, and hummed lightly.
His Royal Highness always said that Changge liked him, favored him, and kept his eyes on him for a long time. Looking at him carefully now, it was just like what the other party said, Changge had great patience with him. Obviously he never cared about his senior brother and His Highness, but he only knew how to teach him martial arts hand in hand.
Once upon a time, he seemed to admire Changge a little bit, and he followed him closely, and he could even be said to rely on him.
On the top of the tower, the little him is facing the orange morning light in Changge's arms, embracing the passing clouds and mists, and looking at the ant-like tile-roofed houses below.
"Do you know what the Xu family intends to send you to be a teacher?"
"The apprentice knows."
"What about you?" Changge looked at him with clear eyebrows, but for some reason there was tenderness in his eyes: "Is it your wish to be loyal to the Xu family?"
Young children don't understand the elder's intentions, but when they look at thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, their hearts are surging, and their blood is inexplicably surging.
"No, I want this country to be safe and peaceful, not for the monarch, but for the people of the world."
The immature but firm voice was still in my ears. As a bystander, Xu Haoran stretched out his hand to touch his still flawless face. After seeing his blood-stained hand, he shrank back.
There is a good saying "not for the monarch, but for the people of the world".
Since when did he and Changge gradually drift away from the intimacy between master and apprentice
It was as if when he met the little highness, the little person smiled at him, with bright eyes and bright teeth, very good-looking, he looked at the young man at a loss, subconsciously clenched his fists, and replied in a low voice: "See your little highness. "
To be honest, Xu Haoran didn't know why he liked His Highness, but he felt happy when he looked at His Highness, and when His Highness warmly held his hand and approached him, he felt his heart beating violently.
A young man who has not yet touched love is in love and does not know it. His heart is tightly pulled by a thread, and he is allowed to bump into whatever the other party points to. There is no reason at all.
Xu Haoran couldn't help but twitch the corners of Xu Haoran's mouth when he first saw it as a beautiful memory, but it was also full of bitterness. It's that easy, if you like such a person, even if your self-esteem is trampled on like this, you still can't bear to let go, even rushing to be rejected by him.
It looked miserable, but Xu Haoran felt that he deserved it.
Throughout his life, the little Highness did not treat him very well, he just said a few good words, and when he was interested, he hooked his fingers and walked forward happily wagging his tail; on the other hand, the rest of his life after meeting His Highness seemed to be surrounded by When the other party is turning around, the other party only needs to sit back and enjoy the success. He held a sincere heart and let him wreak havoc, but what did he get in return
Who on earth lied to him that sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity
Obviously... obviously he has nothing.
There was the muffled sound of the blade piercing into the flesh, and Xu Haoran couldn't concentrate his eyes on Zhou Junyan's appearance at this time. He thought about it for a while and felt that this was very good, and the young Highness's appearance in his memory was still good.
I would like to ask Your Highness, has he ever been tempted by his own warmth
He heard the sound of the knife colliding on the ground, and heard His Highness's crying in relief, Xu Haoran wanted to caress the other's face, and told Zhou Junyan: "Don't cry."
His thoughts gradually drifted away, Xu Haoran seemed to hear Changge's voice in a trance, and the other party seemed to ask:
"Have you ever regretted it?"
Do you regret it? He didn't know either.
"For him to experience the suffering in the world, don't you have the slightest thought of regret?"
Strange yet familiar images suddenly lit up in the dark, and scenes flashed by, as if you were watching your own story.
"I didn't hesitate to abandon the fairy bones to search for several lifetimes for him, but what is the result? I promised that I would never use the bone-deep ones on him?" The male voice was mocking and bitter: "You liar."
From the prince with secrets, to the rabbit master who bears hatred, to the genius doctor who has nothing to say, and finally turned into a little baby, he was imprinted early.
"This son is destined to be with me, if he is older, let him worship under my sect."
Turning the screen again, the handsome man with immortal demeanor has soft brows and affection in his eyes: "Changge, I'm going to find him for my teacher."
The young man frowned, his eyes were a little red, and there was pleading inside: "Master, he doesn't like you, why bother? You stay by my side, don't we have a happy life before?"
"If you treat him as me, just treat me as him. If you admit your mistake for decades, if you admit it for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, what's wrong?"
The man chuckled, and firmly and cruelly broke off the opponent's fingers one by one, and said softly: "It's useless, Changge, you are not him anyway. It was my fault to misidentify you, now It’s time to get everyone back on track.”
In Xu Haoran's eyes, Changge, who is omnipotent, looks a little embarrassed at this moment, his lips have been bitten, and his red eyes are fierce: "You give up, you have chased him for two lives, even for him Changing fate against the sky and creating a bone-cutting technique."
"Do you dare to bet with me?" The look in Changge's eyes was ups and downs, and the blood at the corner of his mouth hadn't dried up: "Just bet on whether you will use Ke Gu on him."
"No, once the bone-cutting technique is used, it will be painful to the bone." Changge gritted his teeth at the tender and tender eyebrows: "I am not willing to use it on him."
But he couldn't do it. Every life, that person suffered from deep-seated pain.
The voice of Chang Ge was next to his ear, and he asked gently: "Do you regret it? As long as you say you regret it, we can go back to the old days."
The voice of that person flashed in front of his eyes, and Xu Haoran didn't know whether he was answering Chang Ge or telling him. Self: "No regrets."
Never regretted it.
Changge smiled, pointed at Xu Haoran's forehead with his fingertips, a soft light gathered together, he murmured: "He sent the blade into your heart with his own hands, it's useless whether you regret it or not, this bet I must have won."
The originally dazzling light was shrouded by the sudden dark clouds, Zhou Junyan, who was originally a little crazy, yelled, and sat down on the ground with disheveled hair like a madman.
The sky is so clear, it seems like a storm is coming, the thunder and lightning are playing cheerfully, and the deafening sound makes people feel flustered.
The fan on Changge's waist gradually warmed up, and Xu Haoran, who was struggling a little before, was silent now. When he got up and passed by Zhou Junyan, his face, which was usually neither sad nor happy, was stained with worldly resentment and pleasure: "You have lost the person who loves you the most in this world."
"There will never be such a person who will dedicate himself wholeheartedly to let you trample on him."
"It's just a lifetime of blessings in exchange for his favor in several lifetimes. You and him are destined to be different. He is a pearl in the sky, and you are just an ant on the ground." Changge said with a vicious resentment in his eyes, "It's a loss." With a fool like you who doesn't know the moon, he will eventually return to my side."
He is still his... Master...
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Shu Tan, finally this story is about to embark on the main line of no return!